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    The Demonic
    The Demonic
    The Demonic
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    The Demonic

    By Robert Conway

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    The purpose of this poetic rendition of the demonic is to reflect the inner conflict between good and evil within a man’s soul. The soul encompasses all elements of good and evil, and those elements remain in constant conflict, vying for dominance. Life itself is defined by the contest between good and evil that plays out within each person. This struggle permeates every facet of existence - families, social circles, business dealings, and judgment calls. It influences all of our decisions and actions. Through vivid metaphor and examined discernment, the ongoing dynamic process of internal conflict and resolution is illuminated for the reader. This telling aims to showcase the complex navigation between light and dark that lives within us all.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAustin Macauley Publishers
    Release dateOct 11, 2024
    ISBN9798889102045
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      The Demonic - Robert Conway

      The Demonic

      Robert Conway

      Austin Macauley Publishers

      The Demonic

      About the Author

      Dedication

      Copyright Information ©

      About the Author

      Robert Conway is a career trial attorney and litigator. He makes his living by oratory expostulation, exhortation, emphasis, alliteration, repetition, metaphor, and crescendo.

      He composes, his written word in this rhythm, in this rhyme and in this phrasing, with this pulse and grandeur of the well-turned phrase.

      He is a successful lawyer, happily married to his first and only wife, Katherine. He dedicates his writing to his wife, to his three daughters and grandchildren.

      Dedication

      I dedicate this writing to Katherine Conway, the great love of my life, and to our three daughters, the flowers of our love.

      Copyright Information ©

      Robert Conway 2024

      All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other non-commercial uses permitted by copyright law. For permission requests, write to the publisher.

      Any person who commits any unauthorized act in relation to this publication may be liable to criminal prosecution and civil claims for damages.

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      Quantity sales: Special discounts are available on quantity purchases by corporations, associations, and others. For details, contact the publisher at the address below.

      Publisher’s Cataloging-in-Publication data

      Conway, Robert

      The Demonic

      ISBN 9798889102021 (Paperback)

      ISBN 9798889102038 (Hardback)

      ISBN 9798889102045 (ePub e-book)

      Library of Congress Control Number: 2024901498

      www.austinmacauley.com

      First Published 2024

      Austin Macauley Publishers LLC

      40 Wall Street, 33rd Floor, Suite 3302

      New York, NY 10005

      USA

      [email protected]

      +1 (646) 5125767

      So grand the dream that tempests in the mind,

      That cries its theater in one’s sleep confined.

      A truth strains to announce its essence here,

      That from its tethered realm subsistence flow.

      So swells the thought,

      The all-triumphant thought,

      That in mind’s visions clarions out its truth.

      Hie to me this self-most thought,

      This winnowed, frail, and near-still stilling thought.

      In storied fashion told the truth its tale

      Within the darkling drama of this dream,

      Where none the logic, nor the rule prevail;

      So banished law and all the order seem.

      This parable was ushered to the fore

      And strung its storied steps across night’s stage.

      The host it prisoned and his person kept,

      Churning his upheaval while he slept.

      This night was shadowed as I walked alone.

      Down somber paths which clouds so grim beset.

      A chill was shivered through one’s breast and bone;

      The cobbles dripped with rain and frigid sweat.

      Lurid darkness paced with me my path,

      And swarthy leaden stillness dragged its cloak.

      The night was laden heavy in its air;

      Misty dullness swelled and leaped its lair.

      The shadow fall was soundless as I walk,

      Stifling every breath I stuttered out.

      Blackness on my hind-step came to stalk,

      And silence overwhelm me with its shout.

      The air unmoved, hung sullen, curtain-like,

      Resisting every tremor in its breast.

      Thickly was the night suffused and swollen,

      As

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